Saturday, January 10, 2009

01-10-09 Prompt: Rage

This week's prompt is Rage.

1 comment:

Raven said...

It started small, a green stone in the pit of her heart. As the time and facts fell into her path, it began to turn and grow, blue, then yellow, finally a white hot nova consuming her from the inside out. The rage became her only soul, never forgiving, never forgetting the way he had used her. His payback would be slow, and small, infinitesimal nicks in the flesh of his world, a slow bleed out of all he had and all he loved. One exanguinated, the shell of his perfect lie would shatter and he would cease to exist.